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"Why would anyone paint, draw or build an empire for one's own sake? There is to be a response attached to things. Response of expressive nature, like really - to know whether one's efforts made any sense or not? So you know it's important to be valued - to seek a response warm or cold is any artist's dream or call it a hidden expectation. Otherwise, it is like talking to a wall or explaining an anecdote to your own self. They say expectations hurt, but doesn't a person deserve hearing back from one's most precious friend?
That is the question - which should be answered with appropriation and thoughtfulness."

Long time since I wrote last, but believe me - it was difficult. From losing some integral gems of my life to accepting life - it is a journey in itself. Today I sit for the first time to write in this room of my grandmother who passed away exactly three months back from today. Her memories are fresh and I miss her right now in an ocean full of anecdotes. It feels she is sitting right across smiling at me like she smiles in her last photograph with me. Thanks to my friend who had asked for my picture with my grandma. It is difficult, but that is how life comes to you in measures. It is then the time to be grateful to the Almighty for granting so many lovely moments together.

What has changed in life since she passed? I ask myself many times and get my answers. Sometimes I would pray the Almighty to relieve her of all she was going through. Couldn't see her in pain anymore, and then her suffering came to an end. She was in my arms when she breathed her last. It was in those last 1…

There are many ways of controlling the anger or situation. One could be through the practice of silence and by letting it be (to avoid arguments); the second, to speak up and clear your heart to not keep burdens for later. Interestingly, both these ways are for complete peace of the soul.

Afterall, all of us need healing and there is no one else better than the person oneself to bring that healing, through any of the above two ways.

It started just as a thought, as a trial but it has come a long way of trial sessions till now. This life, this journey every passing day, has its own identity. Philosophically, I have gone through experiences of all heights in this journey of 24 years. From the feeling of achievement to embarrassment; from finding love to losing it, from finding care in dear ones to getting frustrated over minor issues, life has given me substantial moments to believe that I am wholly alive. And it continues the self-same way!The decision of studying English was mine, the decision of taking up digital marketing as a career was mine, the decision of saying Goodbyes to a full-time, well-paying job was mine, for something I could call MINE! It's not just about the OWNERSHIP, but also something that could INSPIRE and send a strong message that GOODNESS is important and shall prevail. To sustain me in this journey of mine, I have the COMPETITION to tackle every day, but not to forget that competition …

Funnel needs to be filled with water.
Funnel needs to be emptied and filled again.
The process can continue till life exists,
there is no short-key or halt-key;
just a pass-key makes sure,
that you move forward & never look back.
Times you're in a fix,
the earth beneath you shifts,
difficult to stand alone,
but you still do.
You wish there was a second chance,
but there is none.
If you have lost once,
you shall be determined as a loser forever,
as it shows up in your attitude,
a PROBLEM.
Where others weigh you down,
they judge you to bits,
and worry not,
you're doing the same to people around you.
You consider yourself to be super correct,
while the other is not as equipped with
the understanding of life that you think
you do.
Life moves on,
some relations strong while
some relations left behind,
and you are a joy to look at
while sadness cannot be dismissed -
that's a part of you.

The night when you wake up to a bad dream, your reality is shown to you, your fears are brought forward to help you see the real face of life. You are no longer alone in that moment because you are so much more than a soul. You're fear, hope, possession, attachment, and a wanderer above all that. Answerable to a million questions, stronger, sharper and wittier; you have to prove your strength from time to time.
That is when you understand that you have grown up. Life isn't just a spoonful of calories, there is the mention of fat in your stress report, the blood pressure goes through highs and lows after you meet people of different frequencies and have to tolerate them at the same time. You're wild, rough and open to any kinds of talks. The actor you had wanted to mimic all your life, you become that. The theatre scene of different tones and notes you had wanted to display, comes alive. And you wonder, all your fears were real, and in the end you have nothing more.. but y…

Philosophies of life shall never die. We live all of them, one day at a time. Progressing through them, standing by them, we make them the irreplaceable part of ourselves.

Simply a thought occurs to me that if this moment stops, what would happen to the consistent world of possibilities? Would it stop as well, or would the world stop only for me?

In a moment, laughter could end up into pearls of tears. The sadness the next moment could create a crescendo of music, leaving it in the ears forever to ring. The sight of pain could remain, while another sunshine the next morning could bring meaning and composure never known earlier.

We all wanderers come to this world thinking it to be a playground of toys, kisses and heartfelt joys. Only when the bubble world ends do we understand, the world we had been living in wasn't so real as at that very moment. Reality and imagination criss-cross; there is still a lot to breathe in and breathe out. More moments and times shall happen to you, a…